Pecans in the cemetery

PECANS IN THE CEMETERY

On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old pecan
tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a
bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began
dividing the nuts.

'One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me,' said one
boy. Several dropped and rolled down toward the fence.

Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he
passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He
slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard,
'One for you, one for me, one for you, One for me...'

He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and rode
off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane,
hobbling along.

'Come here quick,' said the boy, 'you won't believe what I
heard! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the
souls!'

The man said, 'Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to
walk.' When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the
cemetery.

Standing by the fence they heard, 'One for you, one for me. One
for you, One for me.'

The old man whispered, 'Boy, you've been tellin' me the truth.
Let's see if we can see the Lord...

Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were
still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the
wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to
get a glimpse of the Lord.

At last they heard, 'One for you, one for me. That's all.. Now
let's go get those nuts by the fence and we'll be done...

They say the old man had the lead for a good half-mile before
the kid on the bike passed him.